I watched her grip the sides of the bath in a vain attempt at lifting herself out of the water in time. I heard the sizzle and crack as the dryer stru...k, then sank into the water between those lovely, smooth thighs of hers. Immediately, there was a hissing and bubbling between her legs, as if the heat that her cunt had generated throughout the night, was somehow now releasing itself into the tub and making the bathwater boil and spit. Julies legs gave way and she slipped back into the water,. My board rocked beneath me, and I clung to it and Lauren’s fingers for stability. Slowly, Lauren pulled her fingers out of me and carefully replaced my bottoms. I slumped down on my board, by body rising and falling with each gasping breath, swaying on the gentle waves that mimicked the ripple of lingering sensation over my flesh. By the slant of my board, I knew Lauren was holding onto the side of it, walking her hands closer to the front. When I felt my head tip downwards a little from the. Hand in hand, we sprawled onto the beach, naked. It was 10:15 PM and the sand was abandoned. The sand was moist as the waves continued to crash to the shore. Blade found a beach towel forlorn in the dunes. ‘You want to be on top?’ His cock pointed at me, hard as a rock. ‘You need a comfortable position.’ ‘I want that stiff thing inside me,’ I drooled, throwing myself onto the towel. ‘Mount me.’ Blade found the hole rather quickly and began to thrust hard and quick. When he first entered, it. But the effort was pointless, and as the guy took the seat next to her, his opening line was, ‘Nice tat.’ ‘Thanks,’ Tracy muttered as she took out her manuscript. ‘Watcha studyin’?’ asked Yankees Fan. ‘A piece on modern capitalism as seen through the lens of feminist-philosophy,’ Tracy replied crisply, knowing if she admitted, ‘My own book about an aging hooker trying to earn a living,’ she would never get rid of him. ‘Oh, an intellectual,’ he grinned, revealing a chipped front tooth, his face.